My husband and I were married a little less than a year ago. We had been trying for about six months to get pregnant with what seemed to be little success. We had prayed and pondered about being parents and were very anxious for me to become pregnant.

I work for the welfare department for the county. Several young women would come in every day that were pregnant and didn't want to keep their children. I had really struggled with my faith. I felt that we were ready to be parents, and it hurt to see so many young women who didn't want their children.

I was interviewing a young woman when a feeling of peace came over me. I knew that I was pregnant. I could feel it. I was just a day late with my period. I told my husband how I felt. We bought a home pregnancy test that came out positive, but we wanted to be sure. My doctor ordered a blood test.

When the results came out positive, we were so excited. My family was ecstatic. My husband and I became very close as we talked about our eternal family. I had all of the normal pregnancy symptoms. I started to get a little sick to my stomach and I was tired all the time. I didn't care too much about that because I was so excited about the life that was inside of me.

I woke up early one morning for work. It was about a week and a half after I had found out I was pregnant. I went to the bathroom and saw blood. I started to cry. I was so scared. I knew as soon as I saw the blood that the life that had been inside of me was no longer there. My husband and I went to the hospital. I was actively bleeding by the time I arrived there. The emergency room doctor ran a series of blood tests. My husband and I waited prayerfully for the results.

Somehow though, the spirit had already confirmed to both of us that I was no longer pregnant. As the doctor walked in with his head low, we both knew. I started crying and I couldn't stop for a while. I felt so cheated, and like my Father in Heaven didn't care about how I felt.

Just last night, I picked up the scriptures and read some passages that were comforting. I found that I couldn't be angry anymore. The anger that I felt was replaced with a peace that has filled my soul. It has only been four days since my miscarriage, but I have never felt so loved and cared for by my Father in Heaven.

Melissa

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